Meet Ann

Nice to meet you! My name’s plain & simple Ann, without even the fanciful 'e.' Glad you found your way here into some quiet. I know — it can get a bit loud out there. Maybe you’d like to wander a bit in the quiet — — Let's connect...
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And the red wine slid down and it burned in the belly, and that was the only time I ever drank the liquid fire. When I remembered His crushing.

When I drank the crushed sweetness straight down, burning with the thanks that can’t form words, that just swallows the love straight down.

The pressing out, it can happen at the end of March, at the end of the day, at the end of oneself bent over a sink. Joy miracles, they can happen anywhere and joy is like wine — it can run sweetest in the crushing places.

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